Strife Of The Scions by Rohini Menon

Strife Of The Scions by Rohini Menon

Author:Rohini Menon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Notion Press
Published: 2018-12-03T16:00:00+00:00


• CHAPTER 13 •

The Ball

“Coming,” I said as I ran to the door to be faced with a smiling Victoria Valequez.

“Here you go,” she said as she handed me a tuxedo. “The party starts at seven. I have asked Zaniyah to accompany you, she will be waiting for you by the balcony next to the stairs.”

Before I could say anything, she smiled and left. I exhaled deeply and looked at the time 6:40 p.m. Better take a shower before the party.

***

“Well don’t you look dapper,” I said to myself, looking at the mirror. It was 7:20 p.m. Better late than never.

***

-Zaniyah’s POV-

“Why me?” I asked mom.

“Are you not his best friend, Zaniyah?” she said as she curled the last strand of my hair. “Are you not his guardian?”

“Yes, but why am I the one to be his partner in the dance.” I didn’t tell her how I lashed out on him and ‘accidentally’ told him the truth.

“There you go, finally you look like a lady,” mom said, ignoring the question. I looked…different. “Oh! Look at the time, it’s 7. Off you go.” She pushed me towards the door. “Zaniyah, loosen up, this might the last day that you can.”

That was the last thing my mom said before slamming the door in my face. I looked towards Aaron’s room, his door was closed… Maybe he was already at the ball, or maybe he was sloppy as usual.

Everyone was smiling, and all the competitors were enjoying the night because everyone knew it was the only night they might live to see. I came to the balcony, but Aaron was nowhere to be seen—late as always.

7:30, where is that idiot? The dance is going to start anytime soon.

“Hey…whoa,” he said.

Now that sounded the stupid I knew… “What took you so long?” I turned around and saw him there, standing in that tuxedo looking strong and defined. His big brown eyes looking straight into mine, the suit hugged his arms making a perfect outline of his forming biceps.

What are you doing, Zaniyah? Focus.

“Where were you?” I asked, trying to make myself sound stern. He looked like he was in deep thought, so I snapped my fingers in front of his face to gain his attention.

“Huh… What?”

***

-Aaron’s POV-

Shoot, I thought, realizing that I was late. Zaniyah must be waiting for me. I reached the party. Everyone was happy and smiling. But…why did I feel like most of them were forcing it? I saw the balcony and I started walking towards it but there was a girl standing wearing a black dress.

“Hey...whoa,” I said as she turned around. Zaniyah was wearing a black satin lace top with a huge flowing black skirt. She had done makeup; now I could see her eyes more clearly. Her usual stern grey eyes now sent out an elegant vibe. Her lips were plush red, the dress showed her curves, her black wavy hair fell down to her shoulders… I had never seen Zaniyah like this. Now that I had, I wouldn’t ever be able to forget.



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